You are a Picture

You are a picture.
Of life and love.
With colors bright and strong.

You are a Monet.
Complex and simple,
Rough and smooth,
Living and loving.

You are masterpiece.
Refusing to be discovered.
Collecting no dust.

Only memories of how things were.
Trying to make them that way again.
I see you in the museum of life.
And hope to be placed by your side.

Not to take away the light you deserve.
Only to complement it.